A few hours ago, since Long San came over with five secret guards, the master of the Zhan Alliance also arrived with a group of martial arts people after a while, and when everyone gathered at the top of the cliff, Qing Dai, who had been hit by Yan Lie's dart, was rescued by the black-clothed man who played the flute on the mountainside, leaving behind the corpse of the black-clothed man and the gray-clothed man who was tied up.

After going down the mountain, the leader of the Zhan Alliance took the gray-clothed man and other people from the rivers and lakes back to the annex of the leader of the Zhan League, Yan Lie, Bai Haoyu and others were worried about the closure of the night, so they came to the small courtyard with a few senior brothers to wait.

Feng Wanwan lifted the curtain and saw a group of people standing in front of the courtyard gate, she had experienced life and death, she had never thought these people were so cute, including Yan Yanhua, who was usually annoyed when she saw it.

"Senior sister, how are you?" Ling Yun asked urgently.

"She didn't do anything, she just got two swords." Feng Wanwan didn't speak, and Long San answered for her.

"I've been swordsman!" The few people behind shouted in unison, especially Yan Yanhua, with a look of shame, he didn't help at all, when he woke up at the top of the cliff, the green dai was gone, he was really useless.

"Is it badly hurt?" Liang Taohua pulled out the figure in front of her and walked to the carriage.

Long San had already jumped out of the car with Feng Wanwan in his arms under the surprised gaze of everyone, followed by Yuezhong.

The second senior brother stretched out his hand to take it, but was avoided by Long Sanyi, and walked directly to the courtyard.

Dark thirteen big mouths: "......" His little prince actually hugged a woman?

Is he dazzled?

The dark eleven, twelfteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth of the dark guards had their mouths open in a corner of the small courtyard.

Yan Lie also opened his mouth, pointing at Long San and Feng Wanwan just wanted to say something, but was kicked by Liang Taohua who ran over from behind before closing his mouth.

Yan Yanhua's face was gloomy, could he stop it?

It seems that he can't stop it, he has already mentioned the divorce to the owner of the village and his father, and he has no power to stop it.

Bai Haoyu and the others beside him also looked at him with pity, this is a living green hat!

But this dragon boy, little prince, Bai Haoyu touched his chin, and he really matched.

"Where's her bedroom?" Long San asked the second senior brother Ling Yun who followed him step by step.

"Follow, follow me!" Ling Yun looked at the man who was holding his junior sister in broad daylight, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't ask, seeing that his junior sister didn't say anything, he stayed in the man's arm with a peaceful face.

Long San carefully put Feng Wanwan on the bed, looked at it carefully, and saw that the wounds on his shoulder and chest were not oozing blood, thinking about it and not worrying, he said to Ling Yun behind him: "Is there a female doctor in this town, find a female doctor to take a look at her injuries, and besides, she has a little fever." ”

Speaking of this, he was furious, and looked at Feng Wanwan, who was comfortably spreading his limbs as soon as he lay on the bed: "I said woman, your fever is not because of this sword wound!" ”

Ling Yun in the back was a little ashamed when he heard this, and before Feng Wanwan could answer, he spoke first: "Yes, the little junior sister has a fever this morning." ”

"You're too long, aren't you? If you want to die, I won't jump down to save you. Long San condescendingly condemned.

"Alas, I said you're enough, believe it or not, I'll kick you out." Feng Wanwan said and stretched her feet that had not taken off her shoes.

Long San reached out in disgust and took off her two shoes, and covered her with a thin blanket: "Sleep you!" ”

Dark Thirteen Jue, who poked half of his head into the room, must have been dazzled, otherwise how could he see that the little prince in his family, who usually looks at women like dung, will not only hug women, but also help women take off their shoes?

Who told him, is this true?

Ling Yun in the back also felt a little embarrassed, feeling that he was redundant.

The few people standing outside the door were glad that they still didn't enter the house.

This embarrassed my God, and everyone took a pity look at this Zhan Dagongzi, who is said to be Miss Feng's fiancé.

An hour later, the female doctor whom Qian Yong invited helped Feng Wanwan reapply the medicine to bandage the wound, and prescribed a decoction for Feng Wanwan to drink, and everyone settled down.

The second senior brother invited everyone to the front hall, and invited a table from the restaurant to entertain everyone.

"I would like to give you a drink here, thank you for helping my junior sister today." The second senior brother poured himself a glass of wine and toasted everyone.

"Well, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes should watch and want to help, I believe that if something happens to us, your 'Fengzhu Villa' will not sit idly by." Bai Haoyu picked up the wine glass and leaned up, he came alone in the afternoon, Bai Ling'er was also clamoring to come, and he was pressed at home to recuperate. ”

Yan Lie on the side also wanted to hold a wine glass, but was stuffed with a cup of tea into his hand by the good peach blossom next to him, but he had no choice but to raise the teacup and look up, and the woman next to him said that he was injured and couldn't drink.

Long San looked at Zhan Yanhua, who was sitting across from him as if he was wandering into the world, and finally remembered that there was still something to do, stood up, and walked in front of him.

Ryuzo's move frightened the others at the table, and everyone stopped drinking and talking, staring at Ryuzo with a few eyes.

In case something happens, it's better to stop it, this one is said to be the little prince, and the other is the eldest son of the Zhanmeng's family, and neither of these two can have an accident.

I saw Long San take out an apricot-colored envelope from his arms and hand it to Yan Yanhua.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their faces were colorful......

Is this a challenge book?

Or is it a challenge book?

……

The second senior brother was about to step out of his seat to play the round, but he was shocked by Long San's words.

"You are the son of Zhan of the Zhan Alliance's family, this is a letter from the owner of the village to your father, please pass it on your behalf."

Feng Zhuang master, is it his master?

The second senior brother hurriedly kicked away the stool under his feet, hurriedly walked up to Long San, grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Young Master Long, what you just said was my master, right?" ”

Several other senior brothers also stepped out of their seats and followed.

Yan Yanhua finally came back to his senses, is the owner of the village he just said the owner of the village he thought?

"Well, yes, the owner of the Feng Zhuang is now in my house, because he is injured, it is estimated that he will be able to come back to meet you after a while."

"Really, what you said is true!" The second senior brother grabbed Ryuzo's sleeve tightly, as if he wanted to grab someone from his sleeve.

Yan Yanhua also took Long Sanshang's letter, and the envelope read: The Lord of the Zhan Alliance personally opened.

This character belonged to the owner of the village, and he had seen his handwriting in the study of the owner of the village.

Long San also rescued his sleeves that were about to be torn into strips from the hands of the second senior brother: "Your master was rescued by an old friend of my family that day, and now he is recuperating from his injuries in my home. ”

"Is that a serious injury?" The second senior brother asked urgently.

I've been dizzy for more than ten days, do you say it's heavy?

Long San smiled and comforted: "Fortunately, now that I am sober, I can eat and drink, and it will be good to recuperate for a while." ”

"That's good, that's good." The second senior brother clasped his hands together and bowed to the door, and the third and fourth senior brothers also looked at each other and smiled, and the depression between their eyebrows finally dissipated.